Date: Thu, 27 Sep 2012 20:31:41 -0500
From: Charles Hughes <the.back.door@hotmail.com>
Subject: BRUCE LEARNS ABOUT DICKS - 6

Incest: brothers (b/b urination oral anal)


This story is completely fiction; it is the story of two young brothers and
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BRUCE LEARNS ABOUT DICKS - 6



Eager to return to the fun the brothers had discovered together, they put
the laundry away and made their beds. They stripped quickly and climbed
onto Jacks' big bed. The sheets smelled fresh and clean.

"The sheets smell good, don't they?" Jack asked.

"I know something that smells better," Bruce grinned. He slid down Jack's
body and buried his face just under his balls. They had been out of the
shower and tucked into jeans just long enough to return to that sharp, sexy
scent Bruce had found on his brother's balls before. He sucked it into his
nose and kissed each virtually-hairless ball.

Jack let out a long sigh. Bruce had learned a lot about how to please balls
from Jack, and he tried to remember everything Jack had done. But Jack's
balls were bigger than his own. He very carefully closed his mouth around
the smoothness one of them and sucked gently. Jack had eaten both of his
eight-year-old balls at once, but Bruce couldn't manage that.

Still inhaling the scent of teen balls, he let the ball drop and began to
lick, tasting what he had been smelling. Jack's ballsac was soft and warm,
sliding easily over Bruce's little tongue. He licked upward from underneath
the sac, up the middle, up to the base of the big cock. Bruce's heart was
pounding in his little body, sending more and more blood to his little
peter, but Bruce hardly noticed. He was surrounded by Jack's thighs, buried
in his crotch, smelling and tasting Jack's sex.

"Aww god, Brucie... fuck it's so good, Brucie... suck me, Brucie..."

Bruce needed no instructions. He'd worked on this big six-and-a-half inch
peter before! And he sure as hell hoped he'd be working on it lots of times
more! He tasted the sweet, smooth precum that oozed from the
thirteen-year-old dick, and he moved it around the hot cockhead, licking
and tasting it again and again. He opened his mouth wider and took as much
of the shaft in as he could; it wasn't much, but it felt so good with his
lips taut around the hard core of the cock and the warm cockhead at the
back of his mouth. He sucked and nursed.

Jack groaned and twisted under the attach of the little tongue and
mouth. God, he wanted more and more of it! Over and over again! But he had
to pull gently away before he shot. Bruce lookled up in disappointment when
the big peter left his mouth.

"Don't want to cum, Brucie... not yet."

Bruce slid up his brother's body and lay his head against his
shoulder. Jack turned his face to him, and their lips met softly, sweet and
moist. The lips that had just been around a cock... Bruce felt the bigger
tongue wash over his lips and open them. His own tongue met it, welcoming
the soft movement inside, licking slowly in return.

The kiss was longer that any they'd ever had. They found themselves
breathing into and other, sucking each other's breath out, tonguing sucking
tasting...

Jack pulled away before Bruce was ready to end the kiss. His brother
squeezed a nipple, and said, "Let's try something different."

Jack sat up and motioned for Bruce to follow his lead. The boys crossed
their legs, lotus style, with the crotches wide open and their dicks
sticking up. They scooted closer together, with Jack's larger legs
underneath Bruce's. Jack lifted his little brother and set him on his lap,
their chests -- and dicks -- only inches apart.

Their arms circled each other, kissed briefly, and then Jack circled the
two hard dicks with his hand. He began to stroke them as they were pressed
together, both the big cock and the little peter feeling the hand moving
slowly up and down. Very slowly, the cocks warmed even more and throbbed
together.

Bruce groaned, looking down. He could see the precum beginning to ooze
again from Jack's cockhead. His own little peter -- only half the size of
his brother's -- almost disappeared each time Jack's hand moved upward.

Bruce leaned against his brother and gave himself to the heat at his
groin. Two dicks... The big teen cock and the little boypeter shared the
precum as it was slowly pumped from Jack's cockhead. Both boys moaned as
they felt the warm, smoothness coat their dicks, as Jack's hand slowly
worked it down the length of both of them. They were brothers, yes. But now
they were lovers, enjoying the meeting of one of the most sensative parts
of a boy's body. Even their balls moved together as Jack slowly stroked.

Bruce's hand pushed Jack's aside, and his smaller hand stroked the two
dicks. He kept the tubes on the underside of each shaft mashed together,
throbbing as though they were one cock. Jack sighed and hugged his little
brother tighter as he felt the warm little hand pleasure both of them at
the same time. Slowly, ever so slowly, the young lovers enjoyed the touch
of their dicks, their hands, and, once again, their lips.

Jack felt so hot inside as his tongue licked around in Bruce's mouth at the
same time he could feel Bruce's little peter throb against his own dick.,
They rocked gently against each other, their bodies, from lips to shoulders
to nipples to dicks, touching and rubbing and sliding over each other...

...so hot, rubbing together. So erotic, skin to skin, peter to cock. They
each felt the other's hard nipples rubbing against their skin... a peter
and a cock so hard they felt like steel rods between them... Jack stroking
again for a bit... then Bruce stroking again...

After a very long time enjoying this way of sharing their bodies, Jack
pressed against Bruce, and the two wound up lying back on the bed, this
time with Jack on top. He licked Bruce's lips, drew his tongue across the
soft, warm cheek, and began to lick at his ear. Undulating their hips, they
kept as much body contact as the could.

Jack licked into the little ear and moaned into it. Bruce's soft sounds
joined his own as the tongue traced its way down the neck and shoulder to
the tiny nipples. Jack licked them gently, then pointed his tongue and
flicked it over each one. He lowered his lips to the hard little nub of
flesh at the center of a nipple, kissed it, and sucked it into his
mouth. He felt Bruce squirm under him as he washed the nipple with his
tongue.

Jack felt the moisture on their skin. Their movements had been so constant,
and their sexual heat so high, both bodies had begun to sweat. The
slickness of their skin only added to the deep pleasure. He licked some of
the salty moisture as his tongue worked its way down Bruce's tummy and
flicked into his bellybutton.

Bruce groaned again, softly, almost a hum as the tongue licked over the
smooth pubic mound to the base of his peter. The tongue continued around
the peter and up the three-and-a-half inches of the underside of it. Jack
had to hold it still while he licked at the little head, teasing the
peelips. He washed the dickhead around and around with his tongue, then
sucked it into his mouth.

Bruce tried to hold it off as long as he could. His brother's mouth on his
peter felt so awesome! He knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He threw
his head back on the bed and abandoned himself to his peter, pulsing so
strongly in Jack's mouth he wondered for a moment if he'd already started
his dry cum. But... no...

"Aaaaaaaa uuhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooo fuck fuck fuck..."

The little peter in Jack's mouth became, if possible, a little hotter... if
possible, a little harder... And it began to dance in his mouth, across his
tongue, against his cheek...

"OOOOOOOoooooooooofuckfuckyeayeaaaaaaa..."

Jack licked the little mouthful and then dropped to Bruce's side. Bruce's
hand moved to Jack's thigh, but they lay still for a while -- Jack
remembering the hot little prick thrashing in his mouth, and Bruce still in
a sexual stupor, the high of an afterglow he never wanted to leave...

"Brucie, baby, we're a mess. Let's hit the shower, okay

Bruce, anticipating another pee shower, followed his brother into the
bathroom, his little peter a bit sore from all the tongue and suction on
it. But Jack stepped into the shower, pulling Bruce after him, turned on
the water, and began to soap both of them. They each enjoyed the slick wet
hands moving on skin, touching hard nipples, their dicks slapping against
each other. Jack pulled his brother toward him for a big hug, but he didn't
let go.

Bruce felt the hands washing his back, moving lower, washing his butt, and
he sighed. When the wet, soapy finger hit his puckerhole, sighed again. The
finger circled, circled, then pushed slowly inward. Bruce felt his ass
invaded. The finger moved slowly but insistently in as far as it could go.

Feeling more pressure at his hole, Bruce pushed back against it. He winced
and cried out a bit when a second finger enter him. He relaxed against his
brother as the fingers moved in and around inside. They circled each other,
widening the opening they'd used, and Bruce felt his tight hole pinch at
them, resisting the stretching, and then loosen and relax.  The boy
suddenly jerked his head away from Jack's chest and stared at him. His
mouth opened but nothing came out. Then...

"O my god... you're going do to it aren't you? Fuck me. You're going to
fuck me! Ooooo Jack..."

Jack kept his fingers moving inside the little butt. "I'm going to try,
little bro. I want inside so bad... I want to fuck you good. But I don't
want to hurt you... you're so tight..."  "I'll do whatever you say,
Jack. I'll take it. I want it, Jack." Bruce was almost bouncing in his
excitement, and Jack's fingers slid out. Bruce let himself be rinsed off
and dried.

"You"re going to fuck me!"  Jack led Bruce back to the bedroom and put
Bruce on the bed, on all fours, as he remained standing. He massaged the
small cheeks, rubbing them together, pulling them apart, and he watched the
tight, pink little hole move with his massage. He hadn't really thought
about this part of it until he'd eaten little Charlie's chocolate ass,
but...

He lowered his face and licked into the little crack and licked. The little
virgin hole was so tight again Jack began to wonder if it could happen. His
tongue washed the boy's pucker, smelling the soap and... what was it? Boy
musk. The smell of boy. He rolled his tongue over and around the hole so
fast Bruce moaned at the movement. Jack circled his tongue around it,
pointed it, and pressed it right at his target.

The wrinkled pink skin pulsed once but held tight. Jack was so hungry for
his brother now, he pressed his face as hard as he could into the little
boybutt, licking fast. Too fast, he realized. Of course, the pucker would
resist something like that. He slowed his tongue and, instead of pressing
it, used it to massage the hole and the area right around it.

He felt the pucker relax just a bit. Then more... Jack licked for so long
his tongue began to hurt, but he didn't care. He pointed it again, and this
time he felt the tightness loosen a bit, then more. And he tasted, felt,
something new. He was inside. He pressed through the ring and wiggled his
tongue on the soft, moist, slick tissue inside Bruce's tunel.

Bruce was almost wild with delight. His ass was alive with sensation! He
shoved back at Jack and felt the tongue slip just a little further
in... Jack... was... eating... him... his ass oooooo...

Jack pulled away but immediately replaced his tongue with a finger he'd
already covered with lotion. He slipped it in quickly, before the entrance
could close again, and then massaged the ring, sliding his finger around
and through...

Bruce welcomed the finger, his boyhole responding the way it had in the
shower. He pressed back at Jack and felt the finger move a little
deeper. He groaned as the lotion was spread around inside his ass, feeling
every motion, feeling all the heat... And he felt a second finger enter. He
grit his teeth for a moment; his hole was really stretched now. The fingers
turned slowly and moved in and out a little, massaging the ring at each
passage. Bruce relaxed a bit.

Jack watched as his fingers asserted control over the boy's ass. The pink
ring was a darker pink now, but it was moving more easily as his fingers
turned... He pressed a third finger into it as Bruce started and then
relaxed again. The hole was a lot bigger now, but not big enough to take
his hard cock. As he slowly pulled his fingers out, he moved in with the
thumb of the other hand and then the thumb of the second. He held the pad
of his thumbs against the ring, massaging again and stretching.

Jack looked down and couldn't believe it. He could actually see inside his
brother's ass! The slick pink tissue of his tunnel, never before exposed to
the outside world. He moved his thumbs around and around...

He became aware of Bruce's small voice. "So good Jack so good Jack fuck me
o fuck me Jack... fuck meee..."

Keeping one thumb in the hole, Jack spread some lotion on his hard dick. He
held the cockhead at the asshole as he removed his thumb and pressed very
lightly. The ring was softer now, and it accepted the touch of the big
dick. Jack pressed and felt his cockhead shove at the ring, trying to open
the little asshole more... more...

"No! Jack! It hurts hurts Jack..."

Jack stopped but didn't remove his cock. It was almost halfway through the
hole. He held still and then, without pressing inward, he moved his
cockhead around to put pressure on the ring. Should he go? Now? He realized
he was panting. He held his cock in place for a little longer and then made
one big harder shove.

Bruce cried, "God! Fuck hurts hurts... aaaa..."

"Brucie," Jack said quietly, "my cockhead is in. What you felt was the ring
of your ass popping around my cockhead... O god, Brucie, I can't even see
my cockhead..." He was breathing deeply. "Hold still, Brucie. It'll get
better." Remembering what he'd done with little Charlie, Jack reached
around Bruce's hip and found his little peter, soft and limp. He stroked it
slowly, putting some of the lotion from his hand on it. He began to feel it
move, stiffen a little...

"Brucie...?"

"I can... take it... Jack. Better now... I can take your dick fuck me put
it in me..."

"Push out at me, like you're pooping," Jack said. He pushed gently and felt
his cockhead slip along the slick sides of the little ass; he felt the
movement of the walls of his ass as Bruce pressed outward. And he sucked in
his breath as he slowly inserted his cock inward... all the way... into the
little ass... his cock shaft disappearing as it entered
farther... farther...

"Bruce," Jack whispered hoarsly. "I'm in o fuck I'm in... in Brucie. O fuck
you're so hot inside so tight..."

Bruce couldn't respond. He was almost biting into his lip as the huge cock
invaded his ass. It hurt but he could take it wanted to take it... When he
felt Jack stop and heard him say he was fully in, Bruce gradually felt the
hurt fade, to be replaced by a wonderful fulness he'd never felt before.

He moaned as he relaxed. "So full, Jack... I feel so full..."  "Of my
cock," Jack whispered back. "O fuck, Bruce, you are so tight. Feel like my
cock is being squeezed..."

He held still for a moment to get used to the new sensation: his cock was
completely surrounded by hot, wet... Bruce! God, he thought. I'm inside!
Inside my little brother's virgin ass!

He pulled back a bit and heard Bruce suck in his breath. Then he pushed in
again. It was such a small movement it was almost no movement at all, but
both boys felt it as though it were an earthquake rolling through their
bodies. Jack's dick was so sensitive now, and all Bruce could think about
was the delicious fullness, and he wanted more...

Jack began his fucking slowly and gently. Each movement was small at first,
in and out. When he pushed in and felt the slick tunnel reopen for his
cockhead, he gasped. He had to resist the urge to ram his cock in hard. His
eyes were locked on the asshole clenched around his shaft, each movement of
it feeling its tightness. Jack was being... gripped by his brother. Sliding
in and pulling out...

The beginning of the real fuck scared Bruce at first. When Jack first
pulled back, Bruce remembered how much it had hurt when he pushed in
again. But this time, when Jack pushed, there was no pain. Just the feeling
of being.. Refilled?

Slowly in and out. Jack made sure he went deep with each fuck. He
remembered to reach around again and stroke Bruce's peter. His hips
surrendered the movement and left Jack's entire body press in and
out... fucking the virgin hole... Both boys were groaning with an erotic
pleasure neither had known before. Each boy was feeling, for the first
time, what it was like to be inside... to fuck...

Jack's movements became a little longer, pulling his cock up a little
farther each time. Then pushing it down. His strokes of Bruce's ass became
a little faster, too. The pleasure of each boy was intensified with the
changes of motion, pressure, speed...

"Fuck me o fuck me fuck me yeaaa..." Bruce became aware that he was calling
out his plea for a fuck only when he heard it echo in the room. It excited
him more to hear his own voice begging for a fuck. "Yess... o fuck me Jack
oooo yesssss... fuck..."

Jack's cock was gradually taking over. His brain was overloaded with new
sensations. His movements became faster and, with each plunge of his cock
into the young ass, harder. His thighs began to quiver. He was muttering
and then crying loudly with each thrust "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

 His cockhead raced through the slick tunnel, up and down, in and out, each
movement making the walls of Bruce's tunnel slicker... Jack abandoned
himself now to the fucking, moving rapidly, as his instincts --- his cock
-- took over and fucked!

Bruce felt the pounding and just couldn't resist slamming his ass back with
each thrust of the big cock. Yes, it was so fucking hot! Yes, it was..."
There were no longer any words. He simply moaned loudly each time Jack's
cock rammed into him.

O fuck he was going to cum can't control it need to... Jack threw back his
head and used his entire body to fuck into Brucie. Feel it... feel
it... wanted to tell Brucie couldn't talk... so hot inside... gonna
blow... fucking yea fuckin yea...

"AAAAaaaaaaa... uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh... uuuuummmmmmm..."

His cock shot blast after blast into the darkness of the tight ass. Each
time his cock convulsed with another shot, the tight ring grabbed it
tighter, only heightening the fucking pleasure the emptying shooting
himself out of his dick into the ass fucking oooo...

His ass filling with the hot teen cream, Bruce yelled his
pleasure. "Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." Hot full hot full hot full... "Yeaaaa..."

They collapsed together onto the bed. Their breath was loud, ragged. Each
was alone with the waves of sensation still washing through their
bodies. Each, the fucker and the fucked, swam in the beautiful afterglow of
a good fuck. Great fuck. First fuck. Jack's cock was still semi-hard, deep
red, covered with the slickness of his brother's ass and his own
cum. Bruce, lying on his stomach, could feel the wetness deep inside him,
the cum, and then the oozing of some of it out of his asshole.

Neither spoke for a long time. What do brothers say to each other after an
awesome first fuck? They were exhausted.

"I love it," Bruce finally whispered. "I love it. Fuck, I love you, Jack."

Jack reached over to Bruce's ass and rubbed it. "I love you, too, Brucie."

"And we'll always be brothers, right?"

"Always, Brucie. Always."

They drifted off to sleep.

It was after 1 am when their mom got home, and she stopped by their room,
opening the door quietly, before she went to bed. The boys were both in
Jack's bed, the sheet pulled up to their bare shoulders. She smiled. Bruce
must have gotten a little frightened with no grownup at home, or maybe he
had one of his nightmares. Jack always took good care of his little
brother.

She felt the not unpleasant soreness between her legs. Quite a night, she
smiled to herself. She focused again on her boys. The sleep of the
innocents, she thought. Angels. They'll soon enough grow up and learn all
the adult things, she thought, including the mysteries of sex. But not for
a while.  For now, they're boys. Let them do... the things boys do.  She
went to her bedroom.